She was a collector of retro tech, and her latest acquisition was too good a deal to pass up.
The CRT monitor was dirt cheap, but that didn’t surprise her. Most folks wanted bulky items out of their storage spaces and never stopped to consider their value.
She didn’t expect the face staring back at her when she plugged it in. The pale girl reached out from behind the screen. She put her own hand against the glass reflexively.
The ghost could not remember how long she had been trapped in the dark. Perhaps this girl could break the spell.

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